Ye Qingcheng's eyes were dilated, his face was pale, and he didn't know if he heard it.

Ye Qingshu felt pity in his heart, and reached out to hold his right hand on the round table, "The ancestral precepts cannot be violated, the royal family is in crisis everywhere, and your parents have no choice but to send you to Yingchuan."

There was no way to send him to Yingchuan?

If it is sent to Yingchuan, it must be sent to a couple like Ye Laosan?

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes and turned his head to look out the window, for fear that Ye Qingshu would see the resentment in his eyes and face, and choose his weak person to drown, just because he was not strong enough, he would abandon him, or even abandon him to such a person's house?

Ye Qingshu also knew that a few words could not comfort Ye Qingcheng who was in it, and carefully said his speculation about his life experience.

"Sixteen or seventeen years ago, only the five princes born by Hua Guifei, the eldest son of Qin Wangyan and the eldest son of An Wangyan were born in the royal family, and now there is a theory of twin brothers, but the five princes born by Hua Guifei can be excluded."

Even if she wanted to send one away, it was impossible for Concubine Hua Guifei to secretly send Ye Qingcheng who could survive out of the palace, but instead left the fifth prince who died less than an hour after he was born.

"Only, this doesn't make sense, the eldest son of King Qin died violently at the full moon banquet, and the eldest son of King An died at the age of four, it stands to reason that if your twin brother dies, someone should go to Yingchuan to find you——"

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes again, took a long breath, and made sure that the look on his face had returned to his usual gentleness, before turning his eyes to look at Ye Qingshu who was distressed.

"Ah Shu, the other half of the golden phoenix, behind Ah Zhao—"

"What!"

Ye Qingshu was shocked and almost broke his voice, stood up suddenly, and looked at Ye Qingcheng in disbelief, "Ah Zhao? ”

Because of her movements, the hands she had originally held Ye Qingcheng's right hand were retracted.

Ye Qingcheng's right index finger jumped uncontrollably, trying to control his urge to grab Ye Qingshu's hands back, and nodded slightly.

Ye Qingshu was even more confused, "How is it possible?" Ah Zhao? Ah Zhao doesn't look like you at all! ”

Ye Qingcheng saw that she had forgotten even the most basic common sense, and his mood was strangely relaxed, "Ah Shu, the twin brothers are exactly the same, but they are also not like each other at all, there is nothing strange about it, besides, Ah Zhao is a little similar to me——"

Ye Qingshu quickly thought about it, but he really couldn't think of how the two were similar, so he simply didn't use his mind and looked at Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng smiled slowly, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, "At least, we are all handsome."

Ye Qingshu, "......"

You can die to the death!

Ye Qingshu smiled, "Brother is still so interested, it seems that he is very proud that he actually has the blood of the true dragon flowing in his body, right?" ”

Ye Qingcheng, "......"

Well, I don't have that!

Ye Qingshu didn't care about Ye Qingcheng's reaction after speaking, he turned around at both ends of the flower hall, and sat in front of Ye Qingcheng for a long time, with a solemn face.

I don't know when, the wind picked up outside, the temperature dropped, and the four corners of the flower hall were filled with ice, but Ye Qingshu's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but she didn't notice it at all.

"If Ah Zhao is your brother, it is obviously more likely that your father is King An, but it is not ruled out that the Huaguo Mansion pinched the eldest son of King Qin, so as to keep it for other purposes."

"Brother, although you haven't seen King Qin, you have seen King An, it is said that there is a father-son nature between father and son, why don't you think about it carefully, and then feel it, do you and King An have-"

This thing can only be understood, not spoken, brother, you know, right? Right?

Ye Qingshu raised her right hand and twisted her thumb and index finger as she spoke, and she squeezed her eyebrows at him, she usually looked cold and self-controlled, but at this moment, she was so delicate and pleasing that it was eye-catching.

Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but burst out laughing, Ashu, are you trying to entertain your relatives?

Well, congratulations, you did it!

Ye Qingshu was furious, "Brother, I'm talking to you very seriously!" ”

Ye Qingcheng quickly smiled and shook his head heavily, okay, he didn't want Ah Shu to come back for another half a month without talking to him or something.

As soon as he made such a fuss, Ye Qingshu's eagerness and urgency just now suddenly disappeared, and he glared at him angrily, "I see that you have been getting more and more lively recently, this is because you are sure that you are not the prince of King Qin or the prince of An, proud?" ”

Ye Qingcheng's face suddenly turned pale, and he said astringently, "Ashu, is this how you see me?" ”

Ye Qingshu suddenly panicked, leaned over in a panic and grabbed his hand, and said anxiously, "No, brother, listen to me-"

"Madam, please wait, the slave and maid will go and pass it on."

The cuckoo's deliberately raised voice came, Ye Qingshu frowned, why did my aunt come here at this time?

What Shu Shi said, Ye Qingshu didn't hear it clearly, but after a while, Fangcao's voice also sounded, "Madame stays, the girl is talking to the uncle, and no one is allowed to approach."

Even if he was facing Shu's, Fangcao's tone was not tactful, and it sounded blunt to the point of being almost rude.

Only, that's a big reason why she likes herbs.

Ye Qingshu didn't know whether he should be annoyed or happy, and in an instant, he remembered a more important question.

"Quick! Living Note! ”

Emperor Dejing left a message, and the records related to the puppet monarch can only be read by a limited number of people in the imperial family, but there is such a living note in the Zhiguo Mansion.

Among them, Ye Qingshu didn't want to think about it, but she was sure that Shu Shi must not have read it, and she couldn't let her see this book!

Ye Qingshu grabbed the book in a panic and stuffed it into Ye Qingcheng's sleeve, and he straightened his clothes and hair, and turned around to go out.

Ye Qingcheng reached out and grabbed her sleeve, "Ashu."

Ye Qingshu turned around, "Huh? ”

Ye Qingcheng sighed, got up and wiped the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, "Don't worry-"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the door of the flower hall being pushed open with a strong bang, Ye Qingshu turned around in surprise, and saw Shu Shi standing at the door with a cold face, staring closely at Ye Qingcheng's right hand holding a handkerchief in mid-air, and slowly looked at his left hand holding her sleeve.

The moon on the horizon has disappeared at some point, and the wind is blowing in the dark outside, Shu's face is half hidden in the dark, half of it is red by the lantern hanging high at the door of the flower hall, and the steps between the buns are swaying back and forth by the wind, reflecting a dazzling light.

Behind her, Pearl and a few other personal maids didn't dare to come out, and stood with their heads down.

Ye Qingshu looked at her, and somehow remembered what Mrs. Fu said before she died in her previous life, "That who is not clear with his heir--"

……

……

Ye Qingcheng's hands unconsciously curled up, slowly withdrew his hands, and bowed, "I've seen my uncle."

Ye Qingshu lowered his eyes and blessed his body, "I have seen my uncle."

Shu Shi didn't speak, nor did he come in, just stared at Ye Qingcheng coldly.

There was a suffocating silence in the small and warm flower hall, the wind was still blowing outside, and the carefree branches in the middle of the courtyard rattled and a storm was imminent.